Max watched the thick red blood seep across the floor. Smirking, “Serves, the bastard right,” he thought. The knife, glistening in his fist, dripped drops of blood angrily upon the ground.
Max hunched over the body, watching the last vestiges of life fade from his former partner. One of many former partners, all of whom seemed to have garnered a fatal habit of pushing his trust beyond its breaking limit. Trust, the most difficult commodity to come by in his line of work, and one, the lack of which, Max refused to turn a blind eye to.
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Persephone
The turtle ponderously makes its way thru the forest, one leg after another, one everlasting step at a time. Overhead, the clouds roll across the partially hidden sky, obscured by the semi-dense canopy of oak, hickory, and pine. The branches of such blown by melancholy notes of a subtle, cool wind. In this moment’s breeze, one might ask, is this some ordinary turtle on some ordinary journey? Suffice to note, and suffice to say, this is no ordinary turtle. Perhaps this turtle comes from a long line of wise and noble turtles, some might even say handsome or beautiful turtles, as turtles fashion-wise may go. But we are not here to judge these qualities of this turtle or its kin, however, we, a select few, have been given a glimpse into this turtle’s happenings, its wonderings… for a time upon a time and again. Why, you may ask? Why indeed?
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